In the past two days, I’ve ventured into the world of public
transportation. It’s incredibly, incredibly cheap (20 gepik, or about 27 cents,
no matter how long you stay on the bus) and buses run very frequently. Buses
are always an adventure. The ones I’ve been on have a single-wide row of seats
on each side, leaving lots of room for standing and basically hanging on for
dear life. You can hang onto the poles, you can hang onto the hand grips
dangling from the ceiling, but by all means, you’d better be hanging on.
Especially in the downtown sector. There are bus stops, but they are really
just suggestions, since you can face traffic and wave your hand at any point in
the bus route, and the bus will pull over to let you on. The same goes for
stopping; if you want to stop, just rap a coin against the bus window to get
the driver’s attention, then move your way to the front of the bus. You pay the
driver as he lets you off. Except for the people who want the driver to take
their money (and make change) as he’s navigating an intersection and pulling
over, it’s all very efficient. The fun part comes in when the bus is stopped on
the right side of the road and the cars in the left lane decide to turn right
at the intersection, right in front of the bus as the light changes. Ever heard
a car horn blaring? Yeah. Welcome to traffic in Azerbaijan.
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